Charles Ray lyrics
Charles Ray lyrics
"Look What They've Done To My Song, Ma Lyrics"
Hello mama, hello mama it's me
How you feeling mama?
Hm-hmm, that's alright
I've got something I want to talk to you about
If you don't mind
And I ain't mad, mama, no, no no no
Wait a minute, listen mama
Look what they done to my song, ma
Look what they done to my song, ma
The only thing I could do half right and now it's turning out all wrong, mama
Look what they done to my song
Now listen if you please
Wish I could find a good book, I'd like to live in the thing now
Wish I could find a good book, now, hey hey hey
If I could find a real good book, you know I,
I'd ne
Too Many Years Lyrics
(Jorma Kaukonen) Wait for tomorrow, it'll be better than today; Wait for tomorrow, child, and let it be the words that I say; Well the sun's gonna shine, ain't gonna change my mind, no way! When that new day comes, I know I won't be seeing no grey. Well everybody's trying to make me change my mind; My fri
ver have to come out and look(Jorma Kaukonen) Wait for tomorrow, it'll be better than today; Wait for tomorrow, child, and let it be the words that I say; Well the sun's gonna shine, ain't gonna change my mind, no way! When that new day comes, I know I won't be seeing no grey. Well everybody's trying to make me change my mind; My fri
At what they done to my song
Look what they done to my brain, ma
Look what they done to my brain
Oh mama, it's a shame, you won't believe this, but it's true
They picked it like a chicken bone and I'm-ah, just about to go insane mama
Look what they done to my brain
Now girls, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear that some French
Ils ont change ma chanson, ma
(ooh, not bad)
Ils ont change ma chanson
(uh-huh. Let me see here {franglish gibberish})
Ils ont change ma chanson
(My French must be pretty bad, I better do this in English)
Look what
Juicy John Pink Lyrics
"Juicy John Pink" by Procol Harum lyrics by Keith Reid Well I opened my eyes this morning, I wasn't at home in bed There were four angels standin' 'round me I thought I must be dead Yeah I opened my eyes this mornin' Thought I must be dead There were four angels standin
they done to my song, ma"Juicy John Pink" by Procol Harum lyrics by Keith Reid Well I opened my eyes this morning, I wasn't at home in bed There were four angels standin' 'round me I thought I must be dead Yeah I opened my eyes this mornin' Thought I must be dead There were four angels standin
Look what they done to my song ma
Put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down ma
Look what they done to my song
(scat)
Maybe it's alright
Maybe it's OK, I don't know
But I tell ya
If my tears were money, I'd be a millionaire today
You know, the only thing I get to have right, now it's turning out all wrong, mama
You can't believe what they've done to my song ma, that I wrote myself
They put it in a plastic bag and they turned the bag upside down, mama
Lord, if I could find a good book,
I'd never have to come out and look at, uh
What they tryin
End Of The Line Lyrics
Welcome to the circus Leave your brain outside Sit back - relax As we feed you lies Spoon fed stimulation Glittering fashion fascination You are lost in the game Media corruption You'll be amused By the things we do to you But in the bitter end The clown is you
to do to my brainWelcome to the circus Leave your brain outside Sit back - relax As we feed you lies Spoon fed stimulation Glittering fashion fascination You are lost in the game Media corruption You'll be amused By the things we do to you But in the bitter end The clown is you
It's a shame mama, you see they
They done pick it like a chicken bone
And I'm-ah just about to go insane
I'm insane, insane, mama
I'm going crazy, mama, that's what it is
Lord knows I don't care what they done to my song
No, I don't care about that, but see
The main thing, mama
What they trying to do to me
You see, well they stole everything I had, mama
And they made a million with it, and you know that hurts
But oh, I'm gonna keep on working on the building,
Just like you taught me, mama
Whoah, yes I will, yes I will, yeah
(scat, fade to end)